Visalia, Calif.-based nail tech Maggie Franklin tells it like it is. Never dull, she lends her unique perspective to a wide variety of issues facing working techs.
It occurs to me that I have mellowed considerably over the years. When I started doing nails, back in 1992, it always struck me as odd that people would continue to come back to me when
I believe I have lamented in the past about my clientele's complete lack of interest in fancy stiletto nails. No stilettos. No super-long nails. Very little 3-D art. I don't even get to do those hideous
As we all know — and often wish we could shout from the rooftops to the general public — not all nail salons are created equally. Not all nail technicians/nail artists/nail stylists/nailists/onychological enhancement specialists are created
I recently had a chance to visit with two of my BFFs — I'm allowed to have more than one BFF, aren't I?I've known BFF Amber since 1987, and BFF Stacy since 1998. I think that's
Without getting too wordy on the background story, I'll just start with: My mom is down to one hand. Diabetes + cats that don't like the dog + fight + bite + emergency surgery = her
A few days ago I got to fix a set of rock star toes. A friend of a friend had had her toenails done at a local salon just up the street from me last Saturday.
I started doing nails when I was 22 — PFFT! Who am I kidding? I started doing nails when I was 15! But I started my career as a nail professional when I was 22. Either
It took several of my younger clients over a year to talk me into a MySpace page. That was several years ago and all I ever heard was about how much drama there was on MySpace.
I spend so much time bragging about how much I love my job, I feel kinda guilty on these days when I don't particularly want to be here. It's not that I'm not loving my job
We have spent so much time and effort over the last 40 years (that's as long as I've been around for it anyway) trying to improve our children’s self-esteem by assuring them that it doesn't matter